Chapter 422

Jiangzhou Government Office, main hall.

The gavel slammed down heavily, shaking the few fat and greasy local gentry below the hall.

"Occupying fertile land privately, forcing people to death. According to the Great Tang law, you should be beheaded!" Chen Chen Guangrui sat behind the public desk, his voice rough like thunder, that scarred face belonging to Liu Hong looking particularly ferocious under the sunlight outside the hall.

Several local gentry collapsed on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy repeatedly.

Chen Chen Guangrui was unmoved, threw down the order sign: "Drag them out, behead them after autumn. Confiscate their property, fill the government treasury, and return the fertile land to the people according to the roster."

The government office runners, fierce as wolves and tigers, immediately stepped forward and dragged the people away.

Outside the main hall, the onlookers erupted in thunderous applause.

The Vice-Magistrate of Jiangzhou stood on the side, looking at the burly figure behind the public desk, secretly clicking his tongue.

This new Magistrate, his face was as ferocious as a murderous bandit, who would have thought that judging by his actions since taking office, he was actually a decisive, people-loving blue-sky official.

This new Magistrate did not take bribes, and his judgment was like a god.

The corrupt officials and local ruffians in the Jiangzhou territory were killed by him until heads rolled.

Chen Chen Guangrui retired from the hall and returned to the back office.

He took off his official uniform and changed into a green cloth long gown.

After dismissing the attendants, he quietly left the government office through the back door, turned around, and arrived at a quiet courtyard in the east of the city.

This was an industry he had secretly set up.

Inside the courtyard, a few nimble maids were serving an old woman sunbathing.

The old woman's face was rosy, her spirit was vigorous; it was Madam Zhang.

Chen Chen Guangrui stood outside the courtyard wall, looking at his mother quietly through the crack in the door.

After taking office, he secretly cultivated a few confidants, quietly went to Wanhua Shop, and picked up his recovered mother to Jiangzhou.

He did not dare to recognize her with his real identity, so he could only order his confidants to settle his mother here in the name of "a friend of Top Graduate Chen, taking care of her on his behalf," providing her with fine clothes and food.

Looking at his mother being safe, Chen Chen Guangrui's rough hands gripped the door frame tightly.

"Mother, your child is unfilial. When the truth comes to light, I will kowtow to you and plead guilty." Chen Chen Guangrui muttered silently in his heart and turned away.

Time passed, winter came, and heavy snow fell in Jiangzhou City.

In the inner hall of the government office, the charcoal in the fire basin burned red, but it could not drive away the chill in the room.

A crisp cry of a baby broke the deathly silence of the winter night.

"Born! The Madam gave birth to a young master!" The midwife walked out holding the swaddling clothes, her face full of joy.

Chen Chen Guangrui, who had been guarding outside the door, shook his body violently.

He strode forward, his hands trembling slightly as he took the swaddling clothes.

In the swaddling clothes, a wrinkled baby boy was closing his eyes and crying; this was his flesh and blood.

Chen Chen Guangrui's eyes turned red, and a tenderness that could not be hidden flowed on that ferocious face.

But he quickly reacted, suppressed his emotions, and glanced coldly at the midwife: "Reward. Go down."

The midwife took the reward money and retired with a thousand thanks.

Inside the room, Yin Yin Wenjiao's face was pale, leaning weakly on the bed.

Chen Chen Guangrui walked into the room holding the child, placed the child beside Yin Yin Wenjiao, turned and walked out without saying a word, and closed the door behind him.

He did not go far, but stood in the wind and snow outside the door.

The night was quiet.

Inside the room, Yin Yin Wenjiao looked at the sleeping child, tears sliding down silently.

For these ten months, that "villain" had not touched her, and even gave the best in food and clothing.

But the fear and hatred in her heart had never diminished.

She knew that the villain kept her only because he coveted her beauty or had other plans.

Now that the child was born, this was Chen Chen Guangrui's bloodline, how could that murderous villain tolerate the flesh and blood of his enemy living in the world?

"Can't let him harm you." Yin Yin Wenjiao gritted her teeth, a look of determination flashing in her eyes.

She struggled to get up and rummaged in the room.

There was no paper or pen, so she found a piece of cloth.

She picked up the child and placed him on a wooden board.

Afterward, she put her index finger into her mouth and bit it hard.

Blood gushed out, and she wrote a blood letter on the cloth with trembling hands, then took advantage of the night to throw the child into the Hong River, leaving it to fate.

Just as she was about to write the first word.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed open by a great force, and the strong wind rolled the snowflakes into the room.

Yin Yin Wenjiao let out a scream, subconsciously protecting the child tightly in her arms, looking at the door in terror.

Chen Chen Guangrui's tall figure blocked the door, his face hidden in the darkness against the light.

He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

Through the dim light, Yin Yin Wenjiao saw the villain striding toward her.

"What are you doing! Don't touch my child!" Yin Yin Wenjiao grabbed a pair of scissors beside the bed, aimed at her throat, her voice shrill, "If you dare to hurt him in the slightest, I will die in front of you immediately!"

Chen Chen Guangrui stopped.

He looked at his wife's desperate face, looked at the flesh and blood that might be in the cold river at any time, his heart seemed to be gripped tightly by a big hand, hurting so much that he couldn't breathe.

This was the fate arranged by the gods and Buddhas, letting his wife throw away her son with her own hands, letting him drift in the river.

Don't even think about it!

Chen Chen Guangrui took a deep breath, did not step forward to grab the scissors, but lifted his hem and knelt on one knee.

Yin Yin Wenjiao was stunned, her hand holding the scissors frozen in mid-air.

"You..."

"I, Liu Hong, although a rough man who kills and robs, I also keep my word." Chen Chen Guangrui raised his head, that scarred face full of determination, his voice low and powerful, "I have sworn to take care of you for that scholar named Chen."

He raised his right hand, three fingers pointing to the sky.

"I make a vow today! I will never touch you and your son in the slightest, I will treat this child as my own, and protect him! If I break this vow, let me, Liu Hong, be struck by lightning, pierced by ten thousand arrows, and after death fall into the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reborn!"

The vow was resonant, echoing in the room.

Yin Yin Wenjiao stared blankly at the villain in front of her who had made such a poisonous vow, her mind blank.

How could a heinous water bandit make such a poisonous vow for the child of his enemy?

The scissors in her hand slid down weakly, making a crisp sound on the ground.

Chen Chen Guangrui stood up, walked to the bed, grabbed the wooden board, and broke it with both hands.

With a "crack," the wooden board broke into two pieces and was thrown into the fire basin by him.

The wooden board was instantly swallowed by the flames.

"The wind and snow outside are heavy, and the river water is cold. If you throw him into the river, he will surely die." Chen Chen Guangrui lowered his eyes, hiding the pain in his eyes, "This child, from now on, will be called Chen Yan. Follow your husband's surname."

Having said that, Chen Chen Guangrui turned and strode out of the room without the slightest hesitation.

The door closed again.

Yin Yin Wenjiao sat slumped on the bed, looking at the wooden board turned to ashes in the fire basin, and then looked at the sleeping child in her arms.

She hugged the child tightly and cried loudly.

Outside the door, the wind and snow were heavy.

Chen Chen Guangrui stood under the eaves, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders.

He raised his head, looking at the pitch-black firmament.

The child was saved, no blood letter, no throwing into the river.

The calculations of the gods and Buddhas were not unchangeable.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Flower-Fruit Mountain.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, surrounded by chaos energy, the cultivation method of "Chaos Nine Turns" circulating endlessly in his body.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Secret Treasure that had been silent for a long time in his sea of consciousness appeared, and a line of text appeared on it.

【Detected that the host successfully intervened in the node of the Journey to the West calamity, causing an impact on the karma of "Jin Jin Chanzi's reincarnation."】

【Congratulations to the host, obtained Heavenly Secret Point reward: 300 points】

【Current remaining Heavenly Secret Points: 1100 points】

Su Chen opened his eyes slowly, a flash of essence flashing in his deep pupils.

"300 Heavenly Secret Points, not bad." Su Chen raised the corners of his mouth.

"Buddhist Sect, the scripture seeker you carefully planned has now deviated from the track. What will you do?"

Su Chen stood up, walked to the cave entrance, and looked toward the direction of Xiniu Xiuniu Hezhou.